Friday, October 26, 2012

got it locked

Then there's that other passage in the Tao of Wu where RZA talks about gettin' locked out of his mansion upstate and sleepin' on the grass. He found the good in that shit, predictably. He never loses his connection to the whole beautiful terrifying natural cycle of it all. To life. Learn from that shit. Nah mean? Fuck.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Party politics

Read a handy Pandora primer the other day that said Killah Priest and some other Wu satellite cat formed Black Market Militia -- a satellite crew within a satellite crew -- after hitting it off at an industry function; believe it was a Source party. Good to know that when you put in a bullshit appearance for purely political reasons, some genuinely good shit can come of it. 'Cause I heard a couple Black Market tracks the other day and was like, "Yo, imaginary friends, peep this shit. Some under-the-radar NY vintage mid-90s shit right here that went completely by the boards. Hard as fuck!" And Killah Priest prolly thought he was just meeting a professional obligation when he attended that party -- he prolly wanted to go to the hipster poetry reading that night at Pete's Candy Store instead. Low and behold, he ended up meeting a collaborator. How fuckin' serendipitous. Nah mean? Fuck.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Have to say RZA tugs at the fuckin' heartstrings in that passage in the Tao of Wu where he recounts his final moments with ODB; poor guy looks at him with glassy eyes and says "I don't understand." Haunting shit.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Another hiatus on the posting....

But a better excuse this time; been so fuckin' deep into the Tao of Wu [got like, 10 pages left] that I haven't had time for anything else. And I'm not just readin' that shit. I'm annotating -- in the margins.